Submissions by Falsepoet
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I do not claim to be a poet or an accomplished writer by any means, I only write what I think, feel and experience within my own little space in the universe and hope it touches someone in someway.
Wooden Heart
Thy wooden heart
Stands unloved
Within the forest of despair
Bare limbs reach
For passions
Still longed for
Rooted deep
In dying heartache
My tears
Unable to nourish
Dreams of sunlight
Into dank soil
Now immersed
Thy flourishing hopes now
In flora decay
Stands unloved
Within the forest of despair
Bare limbs reach
For passions
Still longed for
Rooted deep
In dying heartache
My tears
Unable to nourish
Dreams of sunlight
Into dank soil
Now immersed
Thy flourishing hopes now
In flora decay
#love
#heartbroken
#trees
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I Dreamt of an Angel
The morning light breaks
And my eyes open wide
Feeling the warmth from your body
As you lay by my side
I watch as you sleep
So peaceful and serene
Resembling an angel
Or similar being
Suddenly I am aware
Of a feeling deep within
As a powerful desire
Starts to begin
Hit with these feeling
So quick that in fact
I barely had time
To even react
These feelings were strong
So true and spontaneous
And the love that I felt
Was almost instantaneous
A need for your...
And my eyes open wide
Feeling the warmth from your body
As you lay by my side
I watch as you sleep
So peaceful and serene
Resembling an angel
Or similar being
Suddenly I am aware
Of a feeling deep within
As a powerful desire
Starts to begin
Hit with these feeling
So quick that in fact
I barely had time
To even react
These feelings were strong
So true and spontaneous
And the love that I felt
Was almost instantaneous
A need for your...
#love
#grief
#angels #emotional
#angels #emotional
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Forgive And Forget
Love hast now faded
In its place Hate is traded
Death to lights spark
Now a heart lonely and dark
From this now dark place
Dost thy torment embrace
Forsaken and now forgotten
Thy love withered and rotten
Darkness dost now rule
Thy hatred unbearable and cruel
But fear not thy blinded treachery
From loves grave I pardon thee.
In its place Hate is traded
Death to lights spark
Now a heart lonely and dark
From this now dark place
Dost thy torment embrace
Forsaken and now forgotten
Thy love withered and rotten
Darkness dost now rule
Thy hatred unbearable and cruel
But fear not thy blinded treachery
From loves grave I pardon thee.
#relationships
#breakup
#hurt
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Who we once were
Broken pieces of our shattered lives
are packed away and forgotten,
like unwanted items in the attic.
Hidden inside a box that holds the crushed dreams
and un-kept promises, of more hopeful times.
Near the torn bag of trust and the other miscellaneous emotions,
which once held meaning in our lives.
How convenient to hideaway our mistakes and bad choices,
to stow away the things that once gave us joy,
but now only collect dust on a shelf.
We live by the rule out of “sight out of mind”,
more willing to...
are packed away and forgotten,
like unwanted items in the attic.
Hidden inside a box that holds the crushed dreams
and un-kept promises, of more hopeful times.
Near the torn bag of trust and the other miscellaneous emotions,
which once held meaning in our lives.
How convenient to hideaway our mistakes and bad choices,
to stow away the things that once gave us joy,
but now only collect dust on a shelf.
We live by the rule out of “sight out of mind”,
more willing to...
#LifeStruggles
#memories
470 reads
7 Comments
Tortured By Love
Deep pools of heartache and sadness
Spill from eyes like drops of liquid pain
Contorted images of punishment and suffering
Twist and writhe just beneath the surface
Of a bruised and tattered form
Torturous memories
Devour and feast upon the dead carcasses
Of dreams and desires that once ran free
Within a realm of innocents
A heart held captive,
Bound by chains of broken promises and lies
Held fast by the weight of fear and self pity
Complacent to the illusion of change
The soul wanders lost...
Spill from eyes like drops of liquid pain
Contorted images of punishment and suffering
Twist and writhe just beneath the surface
Of a bruised and tattered form
Torturous memories
Devour and feast upon the dead carcasses
Of dreams and desires that once ran free
Within a realm of innocents
A heart held captive,
Bound by chains of broken promises and lies
Held fast by the weight of fear and self pity
Complacent to the illusion of change
The soul wanders lost...
#love
#hate
#abuse
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Doing Time
As I sit alone in my cell
My mind starts to dwell
On the fact that I’m still here
Trapped in my own hell
Alone and imprisoned
By my own fear
As I continue my sentence
Year after year
My own prison I’ve built
Out of my own depression and shame
Unwilling to forgive
I have only myself now to blame
The foundation was laid
From my mistakes and bad choices
Bonded and strengthened
By all the angry condemning voices
The walls are built high
Solid and stout
To insure that I never ...
My mind starts to dwell
On the fact that I’m still here
Trapped in my own hell
Alone and imprisoned
By my own fear
As I continue my sentence
Year after year
My own prison I’ve built
Out of my own depression and shame
Unwilling to forgive
I have only myself now to blame
The foundation was laid
From my mistakes and bad choices
Bonded and strengthened
By all the angry condemning voices
The walls are built high
Solid and stout
To insure that I never ...
#depression
#regret
#forgiveness
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Leap of Faith
Forlorn in demeanor,
Thyself with heart in tatters.
Solemn and beseeched,
I'm near the edge
Of loves rapturous foreboding precipice.
Shall my torturous soul
Commit it’s self to the abyssal unknowns
0f sacrificial acquiescence to thee?
A force neither trustworthy nor forgiving,
As it warms chilled hearts
And sooths with passionate death.
Unwitting those of lesser toils within,
True to their salvation,
But blind to its deceit!
And yet give reverence to thee.
Alas; shall I not...
Thyself with heart in tatters.
Solemn and beseeched,
I'm near the edge
Of loves rapturous foreboding precipice.
Shall my torturous soul
Commit it’s self to the abyssal unknowns
0f sacrificial acquiescence to thee?
A force neither trustworthy nor forgiving,
As it warms chilled hearts
And sooths with passionate death.
Unwitting those of lesser toils within,
True to their salvation,
But blind to its deceit!
And yet give reverence to thee.
Alas; shall I not...
#anxiety
#love
#hope
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Why Do I Fight
Fading the blackness
With explosion of light
Eating away chaos
As sanity regains it sight
Righteousness erodes deep trenches
Through evils thick crust
As promise wields hopes hammer
And pounds it to dust
My fight has been long
A grueling battle it has been
For my quest to be wholesome
And free of all sin
But my resolve grows weary
And my will is getting weak
Just a balance between the two
Is all I now seek
How can there be a victor
In this ongoing fight
When it takes darkness ...
With explosion of light
Eating away chaos
As sanity regains it sight
Righteousness erodes deep trenches
Through evils thick crust
As promise wields hopes hammer
And pounds it to dust
My fight has been long
A grueling battle it has been
For my quest to be wholesome
And free of all sin
But my resolve grows weary
And my will is getting weak
Just a balance between the two
Is all I now seek
How can there be a victor
In this ongoing fight
When it takes darkness ...
#LifeStruggles
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Closet Case
I put my quill to parchment
And like a gaping wound
My heart spills my pain upon it
Like crimson tears
The words drip onto the pale yellow page
Soaking it with emotions so profound
My hand struggles to write
A release of my soul
Now permanently stained
In bold italics across the tattered sheet
A bitter sweet ode to my demons
Another metaphysical analogy of life
No longer wanted
Another useless attempt at salvation
A long overdue goodbye
That no one will ever read
Until they finally...
And like a gaping wound
My heart spills my pain upon it
Like crimson tears
The words drip onto the pale yellow page
Soaking it with emotions so profound
My hand struggles to write
A release of my soul
Now permanently stained
In bold italics across the tattered sheet
A bitter sweet ode to my demons
Another metaphysical analogy of life
No longer wanted
Another useless attempt at salvation
A long overdue goodbye
That no one will ever read
Until they finally...
#depression
#suicide
#MentalHealth
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I am again one
Flowing through the space
Of my new found existence.
No longer chained to the shortfalls
Of my mortal being
Freed from the trivial pursuits
Of mans blind ambitions
And false dreams of hope and happiness.
No longer a part of the sick and twisted realities
Of societies collectively corrupt mind.
No longer wandering aimlessly
Through the endless maze of conformity
But free to absorb the spectral light of creation
And the universal energy of existence.
I am again one with it all,
I...
Of my new found existence.
No longer chained to the shortfalls
Of my mortal being
Freed from the trivial pursuits
Of mans blind ambitions
And false dreams of hope and happiness.
No longer a part of the sick and twisted realities
Of societies collectively corrupt mind.
No longer wandering aimlessly
Through the endless maze of conformity
But free to absorb the spectral light of creation
And the universal energy of existence.
I am again one with it all,
I...
#identity
#inspirational
#freedom
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The Winds Of Change
The winds of change
Have swept through our tree of life,
And stripped the branches bare
Naked limbs,
Resembling gnarled arms
Reach for what used to be,
But is no longer there.
Left cold and alone,
Any remnants of love or happiness
Has been thoroughly erased.
A twisted skeleton
Of a once flourishing life,
Now stands in its place.
Cobwebs have become its security blanket
And parasites its company,
In a forest of misery.
Though there’s still evidence of life,
There is no...
Have swept through our tree of life,
And stripped the branches bare
Naked limbs,
Resembling gnarled arms
Reach for what used to be,
But is no longer there.
Left cold and alone,
Any remnants of love or happiness
Has been thoroughly erased.
A twisted skeleton
Of a once flourishing life,
Now stands in its place.
Cobwebs have become its security blanket
And parasites its company,
In a forest of misery.
Though there’s still evidence of life,
There is no...
#sadness
#regret
#breakup
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3 Comments
Idle Hands
#erotic
542 reads
6 Comments
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